Chapter 804

Name:Ode to Longevity Author:Qinggequeque
The familiar scene was like a tide coming towards him. On the cruise ship on the high seas, Han Bing, as a double agent trained by the organization, hid beside the gangster Jiuye to investigate the traces of PH5. And she, in order to help Han Bing gain the trust of the cunning Jiuye, went alone and let Han Bing kill her.

She saw the tears in Han Bing's eyes when he pulled the pistol. She also knew that this was a knot in Han Bing's heart that could never be solved, a pain that would never be solved. What does it feel like to kill your loved one with your own hands? It's like Hongzhe died in her arms. After all these years, has she come out of this shadow again?

"It hurts, but the dead have no complaints and no regrets, so the living should not have any burdens, right?" As if asking and answering themselves, looking at Feng Qingge eagerly, Han Bing is waiting her answer.

Nodding again and again, Feng Qingge didn't want Han Bing to blame herself again and said, "Yes, yes, sometimes death is a relief, don't put too much pressure on yourself. There is still hope for people to live, at least, right? "Thinking of what Mu Cangyun said, Feng Qingge blurted out directly.

The smile on the corner of his mouth rose, and Han Bing smiled lightly: "So, I understand. So Qingge, I'm leaving."

"Wait, Han Bing, you don't need to be in such a hurry, go now!" No one in the seat stood up to stop them, Feng Qingge quickly stepped forward and grabbed Han Bing's wrist, only to find that the hand, without any temperature.

Han Bing just paused, and then continued: "Actually, I have already packed up my things, just to see you. Qingge, promise me to take good care of yourself, okay?"

"But……"

"It's nothing to worry about, if possible, like before, how about a hug?" As if joking, Han Bing opened his hands and raised his eyebrows slightly to look at the person in front of him.

This is the time of attendance, everyone is still alive, and they will give each other a hug. It is rebirth after death and a ritual to welcome the future. With a soft smile, Feng Qingge did not refuse, she stretched out her arms to hug Han Bing, only to feel that his body was very cold and no longer had the familiar temperature.

It's just a possession, Han Bing's big hand fell on Feng Qingge's head and said softly: "I'm leaving, this is a gift for you, the little things I made these days, when I miss me, You can take it out and take a look." Delicate little ivory appeared in Han Bing's hand, the milky white teeth were only the size of a thumb, and a row of Tibetan characters were engraved on it.

"What does this mean?" Feng Qingge knew that Han Bing was Tibetan, but she had never studied Tibetan, so she really didn't know what it meant.

Han Bing smiled softly, turned around and said, "Guess."

"..." When did you learn this from Uncle Burning Fire Stick! Feng Qingge looked at Han Bing depressedly, thinking about sending him off by herself.

It's just that Mu Cangyun was one step ahead of her. He stretched out his hand to hold Feng Qingge, and said softly, "I'll see him off. You wait here, and I'll be back when I go."

"Hey, Mu Cangyun, what trouble are you making? Han Bing is my comrade-in-arms, and with you..."

"I said, little sister Tangyuan, what are you howling about? Come over and sit together and let Brother Yan Wu tell you about the cycle of cause and effect. By the way, is that Hongzhe a human?" Without waiting for Feng Qingge to catch up, Zheng Zixu had already held down Feng Qingge and pressed it towards his chair.

"Of course it's a human being, I...you guys, oops!" Looking at the people in a circle, Feng Qingge really didn't know what to say, shouldn't she be allowed to go out and send Han Bing off?

Holding the brush to write quickly, Yan Wu blew the rice paper in his hand, frowned slightly in surprise, raised his head to look at Feng Qingge opposite, but barely showed a smile, analyzing the words written by the judge's pen, black. The strange color in his eyes disappeared, and he smiled boldly: "Miss Qingge, everything has a cause and effect. The debt owed in the past life will be repaid in this life. The kindness given in this life will be repaid in the next life. This Hongzhe..."

"What's wrong with Hongzhe?" Feng Qingge was stunned and asked subconsciously.

With a helpless sigh, Yan Wu took back the rice paper in his hand and said lightly, "What he owes you in this life will be repaid with his life in the next life. So, you don't have to blame yourself too much, in the dark, you have your own arrangements."

In the next life, I will pay with my life...

His heart seemed to be choked by something, unable to breathe or breathe. His black pupils had long since splayed out. He stared at the table feebly, but he couldn't say a word. Well, isn't she what she owes Hongzhe? But why, it was Hongzhe who owed her.

The huge waves slapped the table, and the dark golden figure stood on the reef, looking at the dark shadow on the sail, he stroked his long hair lightly, and a few cold lights flashed in his deep eyes. He asked, "What do you want to do?"

"I don't want anything, but I have to. Mu Cangyun, you will never understand my pain. This is the only time and the last time. Take good care of that stupid girl for me. You just need to Remember, when we meet again, we are no longer teammates." A painful look flashed past, Han Bing put his hand on his chest, his resentful eyes fell on Mu Cangyun, and said coldly: "If I am dead, and in this world, she has no family anymore. Please, give her a living, hope."

Live, hope?

The dense eyelashes trembled slightly, and Mu Cangyun remembered that when she saw the girl for the first time, there was confusion in her eyes, like someone who had lost her way. And he, told her, alive, at least there is hope. And girl...

"The world is so big, where can I find a place to live?"

"I can't promise you the world, but I can give you a home."

The wandering soul of another world, the only thing that is attached to, is home. At that moment, Mu Cangyun seemed to know what Jiu Yao said on the last page, looked at Han Bing calmly, his fingers faltered in the air, but nodded and said, "I can do whatever you can. "

"Oh, thank you, brother, if I could have met you earlier, I don't think there would be such a thing now." Hearing Mu Cangyun's answer, Han Bing laughed, he could give Feng Qingge the safety A sense of belonging, a sense of belonging, you will never be able to do it.

It wasn't until Han Bing's figure disappeared on the sea that Mu Cangyun took out Jiu Yao and turned to the last page. The soul of another world came out with a light song and came into the world with seven stars. With the help of Nine Stars, the continent was reorganized.

Seven stars, nine stars? Nine Lights?